That pierces, mounting stair on stair, Her face unveiled, in rich attire, She strikes the stone with fingers red, "Farewell the palace, to the pyre We follow, widows of the dead!" And I, whose life has reached its verge, Bethink me of the wailing dirge That day my father forth was borne High seated, swathed in many a shawl, By priests who scatter flowers, and mourn; And the eddying smoke of the funeral. Thus did he vanish; with him went I built a stately monument To shrine their graven effigy : All yearly rites are duly paid, All round are planted sacred trees, And the ghosts are soothed by the spreading shade, And lulled by the strain of their obsequies. His days were troubled; his curse I earned But the floods and darkness veiled our flight, For the matches were moist in the rainy night. That's forty years ago; and since, I've sought religiously, Heaven knows, Vext by the stiff ungrateful league K They say I seized their broad estates, And then-it was an ancient feud; But my Afgháns hated the holy man. Yes, peace is blessed, and prayer is good; I lost his mother in the wood That hides my lonely hunting-tower: With many a restless malcontent; There were some had ease, ere I sheathed my steel. The English say I govern ill, That laws must silence spear and So may my peaceful subjects till; But peaceful subjects have I none. gun, I can but follow my father's rule, I cannot learn in an English school; Yet the hard world softens, and change is best, My sons must leave the ancient ways, The folk are weary, the land shall rest, Then carry me to my castle steep, Whose time is ending with its lord's: Years hence, when all the earth is calm, JOHN LEICESTER WARREN, LORD DE TABLEY Born 1835 CIRCE This the house of Circe, queen of charms- Hush are the hills and quiet to the eye. The river's reach goes by With lamb and holy tower and squares of corn, And shelving interspace Of holly bush and thorn And hamlets happy in an Alpine morn, And deep-bowered lanes with grace Of woodbine newly born. But inward o'er the hearth a torch-head stands Inverted, slow green flames of fulvous hue, |